Rebirth Of The Queen Chapter 5
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In the afternoon they left the hut.
The orange light of the evening sun peeked through the leaves, not dazzling, looking so graceful and captivating to the eye. A gentle breeze blew with the distinctive aroma of forest plants. On the left and right, the trees stood majestically and towering high.
A horse-drawn carriage with several bodyguards combed the depths of the forest. Even though they were in the middle of the forest, they still occasionally met some of the inhabitants of the Zu kingdom, bringing firewood, fruit, or some of their prey. If previously said that the Zu kingdom was a kingdom that had abundant resources, then this forest was one of the causes. The forest is still within the territory of the Zu kingdom.
Lying weakly in a train carriage that was moving forward, the ups and downs were irregular due to the uneven ground texture with several veins from various large trees sometimes appearing on the surface. Trying to look around from the gaps in the carriage that she could reach. Even though the area she could see was very small, it was enough to tell her that they were now in the middle of the forest. Seeing several people riding horses beside the carriage, her brows furrowed.
'What's with these people, why are their clothes so weird?'
Drowning again in confusion, questions that had never met enlightenment before, now what was being witnessed around her made her head want to break.
Moving deeper into the forest, there were no more inhabitants like the ones they had encountered before, no more beautiful twilight light. It's lonely like there's no life around here.
A few moments passed, the horse-drawn carriage suddenly stopped moving, several soldiers walked to the side of the carriage, opening the carriage showed a weak lying the girl, even moving is very difficult. Several soldiers carried the girl, walked a few meters from the carriage, heartlessly threw her body away, and left her lying on the ground then turned around and started to leave.
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It was night, the light of the full moon was shining very brightly. And here was the girl, lying frail with her body covered in wounds on the edge of the forbidden forest, on the ground covered in the sky. The previously warm air slowly turned cold, making the wound even more painful, with the whole body also shivering. How could I not, her body which only wore thin and torn clothes with a blooming red stain that filled her clothes added a very sad impression.
Slowly opening her eyes, with the help of the moonlight trying to observe the surroundings. It was so lonely, lonely. There were no nocturnal animal sounds that should have been heard, nor was there the sound of gurgling leaves in the wind, like something that generally happens in the forest. It was very strange to her as if all of them were afraid of something. If she remembered clearly, in her lifetime she had never heard of a forest like this.
A thought suddenly appeared in her mind, in a lying position she sharpened her eyesight, concentrated all the remaining energy in her body into her eyes, hoping to see the things around her without a hitch, but in the end, nothing happened, everything that appeared before her eyes was not. something has changed.
Tried a second time, but the result was the same. That's nil.
"No, no! This doesn't work." Choosing to throw away her thoughts about using one of her abilities thinking that it was useless because the energy in her body was very weak, let alone using that ability, just a few moments ago when those people in strange clothes started carrying her, she tried many times wanting to rebel and free self but failed, who couldn't even move her body the slightest.
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The drop in temperature around her made her breathing even heavier, it was very cold, chilling to the bone.
"Why is my life so miserable, isn't it enough for me to feel the feeling of dying a second time?"
Her gaze began to blur, she slowly closed her eyes, choosing to give up on her condition. Because she firmly believed, that this time she would end.
Lying in despair, thinking about everything that happened in her life, grain after grain of water fell from her closed pupils, soaking the ground that might have been her last bed.
***
"Am I the only one who feels it?" Asked a man who had a black mane, in a slightly whispered voice but still able to break the silence.
"What?" Turning to the side to see his friend who was sitting in the branch of a tree, the man with the white mane responded seriously.
"Human scent!"
"Ahh, I also vaguely feel it, thinking my nose is problematic so I don't pay attention," replied the man with the white mane.
"So?" With a look full of intent, the man with the black mane asked again.
"So what? It's just the human race, extremely weak creatures, you ... Don't think of causing trouble," he replied coldly.
"I just want to see it. Can't you ??" The response again with a teasing face
"Have you forgotten the rules of this world?"
The white man reminded him.
"Yes .. yes .. yes .. our nation may not appear before humans," he replied with a tone of scorn.
"Then, are you tired of living? Maybe I should know, Your Majesty, that one of his loyal bodyguards is very interested in humans."
The smile on his lips tightened "Oh .. no .. no .. no, Momo. Come on, this is taking a long time, I'm just wondering what kind of human would dare to enter this very dangerous forest." The black-haired man returned with an expression of love.
"Once again you call me by that name, I'll break your neck!" threatened the man with the white mane, he could not understand where and the information got that disgusting name for him.
"Ahh yes, my honorable lord, so how? We can hide so as not to be seen by them after all our task has been completed, there is still enough time. I think you are also curious," he said, smiling ignorantly.
"Ahhh up to you!" chose to surrender, the man with the white mane was his blessing for the restriction of the disgusting whining of the person beside him.
"Thank you, my dear friend," he said the seductively black mane.
"Dear your ass."
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